Rodadewa bLoG

a place where i feel safe
a place where i return home
a place where i release all tiredness

a place where i can cry all i want
a place where i can get angry all i want
a place where i can laugh all i want

a place of me and my love
a place of me and my enemy
a place of me and my friend

i never hunger here
i am never poor here
i do not suffer here

my house..
my soul
my home

i take my house
whenever i go
and wherever i go

i am very proud of my house
though it appear common from outside
though it appear not special from outside
but i know my house better than anyone

i keep it simple and clean
so i can always be comfortable
within it my happiness

what do you think about your house?
do you recognize it?
i'm glad if you do..